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Post by maestro on Jun 15, 2009 0:08:45 GMT -5
Imagine all the people Living life in peace You may say that I'm a dreamer But I'm not the only one I hope someday you'll join us And the world will be as one Imagine no possessions I wonder if you can No need for greed or hunger A brotherhood of man Imagine all the people Sharing all the world You may say that I'm a dreamer But I'm not the only one I hope someday you'll join us And the world will live as one +1 04. Always been hard to top those words.
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Post by Wolferuns on Jun 15, 2009 8:35:20 GMT -5
Oh, look good in latex Get off having rough sex Surprise, round and round the bed Restrained while I fuck your head
You are my Fetish
Gaze down, it's time to be my dog I'll push, to get you in that fog
You are my Fetish
Pain turns to pleasure fast Relax, while I pound your ass Cool cat, cool cat, come on I'll give you some Oh, yea, gonna, I'm gonna watch you come
You are my Fetish You are my Fetish You are my Fetish
I order you, you, you You better m-m-mind I order you, you, you You better m-mind I order you, you, you You better m-m-mind I order you, you, you You better m-mind
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Post by Wolferuns on Jun 15, 2009 8:37:01 GMT -5
Could've been the whiskey Might've been the gin Could've been the three or four six-packs, I don't know, but look at the mess I'm in My head is like a football I think I'm going to die Tell me, me oh, me oh my Wasn't that a party
Someone took a grapefruit Wore it like a hat I saw someone under my kitchen table Talking to my old tom cat They were talking about hockey The cat was talking back Long about then every-thing went black Wasn't that a party
I'm sure it's just my memory Playing tricks on me But I think I saw my buddy Cutting down my neighbour's tree
Could've been the whiskey Might've been the gin Could've been the three or four six-packs, I don't know, but look at the mess I'm in My head is like a football I think I'm going to die Tell me, me oh, me oh my Wasn't that a party
Billy, Joe and Tommy Well they went a little far They were sittin' in my back yard, blowing on a sireen From somebody's police car
So you see, Your Honour It was all in fun The little bitty track meet down on main street Was just to see if the cops could run Well they run us in to see you In an alcoholic haze I sure can use those thirty days To re-cover from the party
Could've been the whiskey Might've been the gin Could've been the three or four six-packs, I don't know, but look at the mess I'm in My head is like a football I think I'm going to die Tell me, me oh, me oh my Wasn't that a party
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crimson2007
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When it rains...it pours like hell.
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Post by crimson2007 on Jun 15, 2009 9:28:38 GMT -5
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Post by maestro on Jun 15, 2009 9:44:43 GMT -5
Drink my marrow? I am concerned for your unborn child crimson.
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crimson2007
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When it rains...it pours like hell.
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Post by crimson2007 on Jun 15, 2009 9:50:02 GMT -5
Drink my marrow? I am concerned for your unborn child crimson. maestro, don't worry. I won't let him listen to that kind of stuff until, at least, age three. Just kidding. My wife is going to keep our baby as far away as possible from my music. ;D
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Post by tonythegator on Jun 15, 2009 12:52:23 GMT -5
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Post by maestro on Jun 15, 2009 13:18:21 GMT -5
Easy tony, we don't all work in the biz. BTW, the lemon song is pure genius.
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Post by maestro on Jun 15, 2009 14:56:53 GMT -5
Stay or Leave Dave Matthews
Maybe different but remember winters warm there you and I. Kissing whiskey by the fire with the snow outside. And when the summer comes in the river swim at midnight (shiver, cold) touch the bottom (stars are bright) with muddy toes
Stay or leave--I want you not to go, but you should. It was good, as good goes. Stay or leave--I want you not to go. But you did.
Wake up naked, drinking coffee, making plans to change the world while the world is changing us. It was good, good love. And you used to laugh under the covers, maybe not so often now The way I used to laugh with you was loud and hard.
Stay or leave—I want you not to go, but you should. It was good, as good goes. Stay or leave—I want you not to go. But you did.
So what to do with the rest of the days' afternoon haze? Well isn't it strange how it changes everything we did? Did I do all that I should—that I could have done?
Remember we used to dance and everyone wanted to be you and me? I want to be too. What day is this, besides the day you left me? What day is this, besides the day you went? So what to do with the rest of the days' afternoon haze? Well isn't it strange how it changes everything we did? Did I do all that I could?
Remember we used to dance and everyone wanted to be you and me? I want to be too. What day is this, besides the day you left me? What day is this?
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Post by tonythegator on Jun 15, 2009 15:42:24 GMT -5
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Post by tonythegator on Jun 15, 2009 15:45:05 GMT -5
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Post by maestro on Jun 15, 2009 20:57:03 GMT -5
Good ones tony. It is clear what you are looking for in song lyrics.
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Post by tonythegator on Jun 15, 2009 21:01:45 GMT -5
Sex, drugs, and rock-n-roll!!! ;D
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Post by maestro on Jun 15, 2009 21:07:12 GMT -5
This should work then.........
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Post by tonythegator on Jun 15, 2009 21:16:34 GMT -5
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Post by tonythegator on Jun 15, 2009 21:21:06 GMT -5
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Post by tonythegator on Jun 15, 2009 21:25:52 GMT -5
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Post by tonythegator on Jun 15, 2009 21:41:26 GMT -5
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Post by Wolferuns on Jun 16, 2009 7:13:02 GMT -5
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Post by Wolferuns on Jun 16, 2009 7:18:36 GMT -5
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Post by hetuck1 on Jun 16, 2009 8:00:30 GMT -5
"The *Father* Hen will bring his chickens home."
Johhny Cash
Think about it. It's kinda deep;)
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Post by bcsbbad on Jun 16, 2009 8:18:10 GMT -5
"the nectar of knowledge and life is now sugar free koolaid"
Lazarus - When Will The Home of Me Begin.
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